February 5 Tuesday
Wasn't able to eat alot during breakfast, again dozed off for 3 hours after Mark went off to work. Hungry as usual upon waking up but couldn't decide on what to munch into. Instead of hijacking the fridge, I opted to clean the bathroom and our room. Weird, I know. Thankfully, one of my housemates was as hungry as I am so she cooked. The kitchen was covered with savoury air, one cannot resist. As I wait patiently, sitting on the one of the dinning chairs, I nibble on an orange. Then lunch is served, yey! On the menu is battered prawn and chopseuy (a filipino version of mixed vegetables). I had to start stuffing myself before my little angel inside me decides that he/she don't want that food. Alas, I had eaten more that time than the previous days combined.
I've noticed that when I eat I should eat fast if I want to eat everything on my plate, otherwise I would be leaving almost half of it untouched. I'm not really sure how that works but it does work for me. Also, I love oranges, as compared to any other fruits. But as to other savoury dishes, I can't pin point yet.
After that heavy lunch, the next thing that I usually do is sleep (again), but I chose not to. I think that's a very unhealthy thing to do, isn't it. So, I walked around the room, did some not-so-strenuous exercises and watched some tv series, until Mark went home from work. Not a very productive day at all.
February 6 Wednesday
Mark and I were to go back to Northwick Surgery for our GP Registration Appointment. We are also going to book my very first antenatal appointment.
We were awaken by the call of Ate Tatet and her precious little girl around 6 in the morning. I was still too sleepy to get up that early but was overjoyed when I saw baby Bella. She's grown alot already from the day she was born. We also told Ate Tatet that we're expecting. It was nice seeing them via facetime since we won't be seeing them personally for a long time because of the baby.
I was craving for a pancake so I asked Mark to cook some for me. By the way, Mark was telling me that I was laughing while asleep a few hours before I woke up. I wonder what I was dreaming about that made me giggle that way. Oh well, its nice to know that I'm happy even when I'm asleep. That's good for the baby, right. Then, another funny thing is that, last night was the second time I dreamt of having a baby boy. Mark was telling me that it's a sign that we're gonna have a boy. Personally, I don't care if it be a boy or a girl, as long as he/she is normal and healthy.
Back to our breakfast. Mark prepared some pancake while I poured some cereals and fresh milk. When the pancake was done and I looked at it, I don't want to eat it anymore. Now it's Mark duty to finish it. Poor baby. Another funny thing is there's a piece of leftover chicken in front of me, I don't know why but I don't want it there. I don't want to eat it either, so Mark decided to throw it instead. Poor chicken. I've eaten almost half of the cereals then peeled my favourite fruit --- orange. Then that's it, my tummy cannot take another bite.
Prepared myself to go to the GP but this time I wasn't feeling well. My head is aching and my body wants to lie down. Seems like my comfy bed is calling and trying to convince me that I'm better off sleeping than walking outside on a windy afternoon. I decided to drink a paracetamol and forced myself to take a bath. To cut the long lazy story short, we walked from home down Northwick Surgery amidst the chilly windy gloomy day, registered with the GP and booked an Antenatal Appointment.
On the way home, I felt the urge to refuel my tummy again so we ate at this Chinese restaurant called Taste of China. It was a not so fancy restaurant that serves good food but a it pricey, I think. Anyhow, we ordered wanton soup, spring roll, pineapple rice, sweet and sour pork and apple juice. I loved the food! Happy mommy and happy baby! Even before my pregnancy, I always loved anything with sweet and sour sauce. I just love the sweetness and sourness flavour combined. Now that I'm having a baby, I'm thinking he/she loves that combination as well. Nice. I was even saying 'uhm ahm' after ever bite. Can anything be more delicioso than that. Stuffed and satisfied, we went home and now I'm writing this blog while Mark is busy with his Guild Wars game.
As of today and yesterday, I didn't experience any unusual and unhealthy discomfort aside from the laziness that strikes me everytime I see my bed. But there's one thing, I suppose, I always have difficulty in pooping. I'm afraid that if I push too hard to release my poop, it will hurt the baby in some way. I know, that's nonesense, but it's the way I feel. Still, I do poop daily so it's a good thing. I think I just need to drink more fluids and add more fibers to my diet for easy discharge. I think that's too much information. I'm going to stop now.